it's been three hours. at least, she thinks it's been three hours. three hours since she woke up, at least, maybe more. there's no real way of telling. sure, she has her ipad, but she didn't think to look at it at first and she's doing her best to conserve the battery, so if maybe, somehow, if she can find some transient wireless signal down in this fucking hole, she'll be able to send out some sort of cry for help, something to let someone on the outside know what the hell is g